Anzac Day Thoughts

anzac gravesHYMN  FOR  ANZAC  DAY

By Shirley Murray

Honour the dead, our country’s fighting brave,

honour our children left in foreign grave,

where poppies blow and sorrow seeds her flowers,

honour the crosses marked forever ours.


Weep for the places ravaged with our blood,

weep for the young bones buried in the mud,

weep for the powers of violence and greed,

weep for the deals done in the name of need.


Honour the brave whose conscience was their call,

answered no bugle, went against the wall,

suffered in prisons of contempt and shame,

branded as cowards, in our country’s name.


Weep for the waste of all that might have been,

weep for the cost that war has made obscene,

weep for the homes that ache with human pain,

weep that we ever sanction war again.


Honour the dream for which our nation bled,

held now in trust to justify the dead,

honour their vision on this solemn day:

peace known in freedom,  peace the only way.

Music: © Colin Gibson 2005      ©  Shirley Erena Murray

      Tune:  ANZAC                                          2005